Beatrice: name of a town and a woman,
Who says that she lived there, but lives
Near me now. I asked if she often goes
Back. She said no. Both her parents are
Dead, and the town's rather dismal.
It’s filled full of old people, grain bins,
And churches; no new thoughts
Accepted, no fresh faces seen,
Except for the Mexicans, and they’re
Unwanted, apart from the work that
They do.